No one killed Jessica

I know this is the title of the movie that was released on 7 January 2011. I am not commenting whether the film received positive reviews or negative reviews. Neither do I have any interest in writing the afterlife of criminal Manu Sharma. 

My blog is for those who think Manu Sharma is innocent, and he killed Jessica under the influence of alcohol or rather under the influence of power, fame and money. No doubt, he was drunk, and that drunk that he shot at Jessica twice I mean his first bullet missed obviously as he was drunk, but the second one proved fatal, as it hit Jessica, but Manu Sharma is not guilty he was drunk and after killing her he slipped away from the scene and hid in a nearby village, and even he hide his weapon too. But all these things he did while he was high with drinks. 

But what about the girl, who lost her life, that dead isn't gonna get her life back. Though Jessica was shot by Manu's gun but she is murdered by our Indian justice, police and all those who have helped the culprits by destroying their evidences. 

But what is the use of playing blame game now? Does winning this game would return the life of the girl, does it bring her mother back who passed away about six months later, her father who passed away days after the judgment, who will pay for the tragedy and the loss of family members, the void that that no will can ever fill. 

Yesterday someone asked me “if your brother would have done what Manu Sharma did, would you had reacted the same way” 

Before I answer you , I wana ask you “if Manu Sharma had shot down your mother or sister or daughter, would you be able to forgive him and blame it all on alcohol. 

There is a big difference between making a mistake and being guilty of a crime. 

Manu Sharma needs to be given the severest of punishment, including those who helped him to get away with his crime. 

Are We Technologically Advanced?

Today we reached 11.11.11, another year almost over. Technologically we become more advanced. We are having second largest human resource, the best quality of minds, best researchers, scientists, best doctors in the world. We have the third largest army in the world. We have our own satellites system, our own navigation system, largest telecom, in almost every aspects of technology India is excelling. But still we have no technologies to prevent rape. 

Yup we do have lots of DONTS like: don’t wear slutty clothes, don’t work late at night, don’t trust any strangers, don’t park car in isolated parking, don’t drink in the party, etc. etc. But why there is no technology till now to avoid such situation. 

Why there is no such alarm or sirens  everywhere on the road that automatically start  when some girl is in trouble, or why we have no such accessories to wear that have GPS tracking chip  directly connected with Delhi Police, CBI or Military forces? I just want to know, if we have the best quality of minds in the world why there is no such technology to avoid rape. If we are that much advanced than why we still need to follow DONTS rather than following some technology?

My Best Sisters

The more we were closer the far we are now. Not because you shifted somewhere else but because our HEART drifted apart. Sometimes I think we were happy when we were kids, no biases or concealed agendas, playing whole day and fighting like someone’s gona murder the other.

I miss all those fights specially cloth fights, you never let me wore your clothes and I always did when you were not around and kept them back in place before you reached but every time you caught me after smelling the clothes and yell like a freak. Now whenever I open your cupboard I feel you in your clothes. Clothes are still there but I don’t feel like wearing them coz now I have no one to run after me, no one to shout on me and no one to warn me with dire consequences.

I miss the bed fights at night, that twitching, kicking, jolting each other just to get more space on bed. Now I wish you both would be there with me on the same bed, no matter how congested it got.

I miss that dressing table fight. You know now I rarely get time to stand in front of dressing table, I guess the table misses all 3 of us.

That nail polish fight, now I have so many colors lying in my cupboard, few of them are even untouched I hardly use any.

I miss the time when any of us wore new clothes, instead of giving compliments to each other we use to make faces, though there was jealousy but hidden love too. Now we hardly see each other, forget compliment or comments.

That  hurry to reach home just to share a small secret or stupid gossip with you, now there is no one even to talk forget sharing secret.

I was looking through old pictures today and I realized how much I miss. I miss all those small arguments over any stupid random thing, I miss all the crazy time that we spent together. I can't call you on the phone frequently but in my heart, I talk to you every day. 

It was nice growing up with someone like you - someone to lean on, someone to count on... someone to tell on. When mom and dad don't understand, I always knew that you both would and always will.  I am lucky to have you both as my sisters. Miss you both!!

(Over the course of time, we made our lives more and more difficult, and we started losing touch with who we really are and what we really need).